Recently, a certain youth asked me what my website was about and, on the spur of the moment, I was unable to articulate a satisfactory description for my site. This reticence may suggest that I do not know the nature of the site, that I am not familiar with it; and the more cynical reader may suspect that I am not, in fact, its creator, but an inadequate front for a more talented and august writer who wishes to remain anonymous. Truthfully, the list of potential authors capable of this feat of writing is small, and any individual mentioned on the website may be considered a viable candidate, such as former and potential Apprentice Brock. Additionally, the size and inherent nature of the site may be explained by collaborate efforts, by those who are corporal, or by those who were corporal or by those who had better sense than to incarnate. As we do not discriminate, we are grateful for any insights that are provided, no body required.

I now suspect that the reason for his inquiry was simplely to avoid engaging the site, reading the site and somehow, through a modern osmosis, distilling the essence or “gist” of it from a few descriptive words and phrases. After adequate reflection, I am fully prepared to describe the essence of Platonic dialogues:

a senior citizen openly questions middle aged men while secretly desiring the admiration of teenage boys who like to think.

If the Gentle Reader believes I have omitted any pertinent information in my description of Plato's works, then he is encouraged to describe the Platonic dialogues himself, however, I offer one caveat: a fuller explanation, that is, with more information might create an impression that one does not need to read Plato, the unintended result may be that a description, being passive, may be understood as being as adequate as reflection, actively engaging the text.

Unlike the titles of Fred's books, all of which relate to various aspects of the Garden of Eden, which strongly suggests that a planned approach to the subjects, I had no long term plans for the website, only to provide the most interesting insights from my research, a dozen or so pages at most. Because there is no limit to the number of pages on the website, the result has been that any and all thoughts, insights, observations and experiences have been expressed and duly recorded.

If the Gentle Reader finds the brilliant contrasted with the mundane, the engaging mired with the tedious, then I suggest that the inspiration for the style of my work is to be found in the atheistic writings of the alleged Church Fathers. The incredulous reader may offer the fact that my experience with the alleged Church Fathers came much later in my studies, and that any similarity between my writing and their impious writings is a coincidence only. However, we suggest that “the probability of a certain set of circumstances coming together in a meaningful ... way is so low that it simply cannot be considered mere coincidence. ” [V.C. King]

I am aware that my writing style has changed. Initially, I wrote in clear manner that was consistent with both how I taught in my youth and my Capricorn nature, yet experience breeds contempt. I foolishly wrote as though my work would appeal to everyone, and as this fantasy faded, my goal became the conveyance of information to fellow amateur researchers, jacks of all trades. Alas, even this field of potential readers was not selective, for I eventually realized that I should only write for my enjoyment, and if anyone else benefits, it is consequence of fate, unforeseen and unexpected and perhaps, ultimately, beyond my control.

If I relate experiences that are not universal, I make no apologies. If I receive insights from time to time, then I am grateful. [“What an advisory I have in Beaky!”] If one finds “dignity” in my work, then both Mozart's Requiem and “Atlas Shrugged” should come to the reader's mind. What is dignity but worth, and by what standard of value is something worthless? Are my prayers unworthy? Is worthless “indignant”? If not, why not?

After contemplating all of the combinations of words of all the phrases in the English language, and of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, I believe that I am, finally and perhaps for all time, in a position to articulate the nature, purpose and design of my research: “I wrote upon engaging subjects so that I may remember.” ​